Chapter Five
The medic woke up silently with a yawn, optics snapping wide open as he realized he was snuggling next to Breakdown. He quickly rolled away, but fell off the berth with a silent thud! Breakdown was snoring slightly, having to be in a deep recharge. Knockout growled quietly before blushing furiously in agitation and embarrassment.
He stood up, aft aching a little from the hard, but quite soft, fall. He took silent steps out of the room, [now informed as the med bay] the door closing with a silent whoosh. His pedes clicked down on the nemesis flooring as he stepped into the control room, finding Megatron up and wide awake.
"What do you need, dear doctor?" Megatron shifted his helm and narrowed his optics at the smaller mech, optic ridges slanting down.
Knockout laid his servo on his slim hip and held out his other servo, voice following along, "I await a command...and maybe a mission..."
The warlord let out a sharp and raspy chuckle before cooling down. "Why so, Knockout? I'll inform and assign you one as soon as possible..."
"Alright..." Knockout left with a deep sigh and dragged his pede lazily along the floor. He stepped back into the med bay, seeing the armored truck awake from his slumber. Breakdown gave a sudden jerk of his arm and soon sat up slowly, yawning deeply. Knockout gave a baritone chuckle and sauntered over to Breakdown.
"Had a good recharge, my bud?" The red sports car grinned warmly. Breakdown yawned again, smiling tiredly.
"Yeah, sure did..." The blue mech drawled, letting out a yawn once more before stepping up and stretching. Knockout sighed and patted his shoulder, grabbing a data pad and scrolling along, checking and reading the process notes that the Vehicons have been making in the energon mines.
Breakdown glanced over at the red mech before quickly looking away in silence. He rumbled tiredly and sat back down, fumbling along with his digits. He felt...different...like he was now nervous in front of the medic...he thought he'd be fine, but he obviously felt different and strange...as if he had slight feelings for the young mech. He shook his helm in disagreement with his cause of feeling strange. He then got up and decided to stack some scattered data panels to pass the time of his boredom.
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Knockout rested the data pad down on the table before looking at the stacked piles of data pads in amazement. "Wow, Breakdown..." He chuckled and glanced at his tired partner. He stood beside him and poked his cheek.
The tired mech swatted his digit away and smiled, stepping out of the room with the medic following along side of him. Breakdown felt his faceplate heat up majorly, leaving his cheekplates burning slightly. He clicked on his cooling fans and sighed, relaxing.
Knockout gave a teasing grin before tapping his partner's broad shoulder. "You sick?"
"No." Breakdown snickered and clicked off his cooling fans. The small mech gave a brotherly smile, continuing to stroll along the halls with the armored truck. They stepped into an energon storage and searched for the freshest cubes. They soon met back up in the center and chuckled, beginning to drink down their cubes of energon.
Knockout was taking soft sips, Breakdown on the other hand, was sculling it down and soon finished, tossing the empty cube into a bin. It took a while for Knockout to finish, but he soon drank down his entire cube and tossed it into the bin as well.
The medic walked out of the storage, a heating Breakdown following. The blue mech silently clicked on his cooling fans again, but it wasn't a use at all right now. He gave up and clicked them off, trying to decrease his blushing level. Knockout didn't notice his assistant was blushing, and wouldn't even wonder what happened if he found out about Breakdown's heating face.
"C'mon, let's go for a drive!" Knockout declared brightly.
Breakdown let out a sigh and shrugged. "Why not?"
Knockout tugged Breakdown's bulky arm and brought him to the ground bridge controls, pressing down on some buttons and soon a ground bridge opened. The sports car transformed with loud clanks trailing off. Breakdown admired his partner's transformation a bit before shaking his helm and transformed as well, following the sports car as he zoomed off.
On the other side, they arrived at an empty race course, the moon shining brightly with the lights still on. Knockout drove across the grass and onto the road, waiting by the checkered line across the ground. Breakdown drove aside him and waited for the "GO!" from Knockout's vocalizers.
"GO!" Knockout cried out and zoomed off, making clean turns across the course. Breakdown was going as fast as he could, but failed miserably along the turns and curves.
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"Ha! I won!" Knockout bragged happily and revved his engine in victorious. Breakdown's engine rumbled in defeat as he drove back into the opened ground bridge, Knockout following with his vocalizer continuing to chat about and brag.
The ground bridge closed as the two mechs transformed, walking out the control room and looking exhausted. The red mech let out a tiny yawn and lent his helm against Breakdown's shoulder as he soon fell asleep with his cheekplate squished against the blue mech.
"Tired, Knockout?" Breakdown smiled. Knockout didn't answer, having to be in a deep recharge. Breakdown chuckled and hesitantly scooped the medic up into his arms, slowly carrying him to his quarters. He set Knockout down on his berth as he knelt down in front of him to smile and laugh silently at his sleeping face. He soon got up and trotted away a couple of steps, before being tugged on by the exhausted medic.
"Can you sleep with me...bud...?" Knockout drawled out very tiredly, wanting Breakdown to sleep with him and make him comfortable.
At first, Breakdown didn't answer, but he soon nodded his helm in agreement and laid down next to Knockout. The young medic cuddled close to Breakdown so he could feel happy. Breakdown was wide awake, due to Knockout being too close to him. He was too shy and nervous to sleep. He decided to leave whenever Knockout was actually fast asleep...
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{TFP} How it all started...
Fanfiction'This is how they're life was set up upon them; strolling along the metal ground of Cybertron, being now under the warlord Megatron's command...they soon introduce themselves, fight upon each other, and soon find themselves as pals...maybe even brot...
